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Originally posted by Ferrous Wheel
Haven't gotten to the Mahabharata yet. Still plowing thru the Rig Veda.
Boy, does Indra dig the soma, or what? He's like the Indian version of Thor - Hard drinking, lightning wielding, demon fighting SOB! Defender of gods and men.
Keith
It's not goof'ing off ,It's "Called Research!!!101 "Originally posted by Roger Smith
I agree. He's good.
I need to quit my job so I can get more time to goof off ( read, make excuses, sleep, etc ad nauseum) like my brother-in law does.
Just kidding.![]()
Doesn't Krishna whomp up on him at some point?Originally posted by Ferrous Wheel
Boy, does Indra dig the soma, or what? He's like the Indian version of Thor - Hard drinking, lightning wielding, demon fighting SOB! Defender of gods and men.
Keith
HYMN XXXII. Indra.
I will declare the manly deeds of Indra, the first that he achieved, the thunder wielder.
He slew the dragon, then disclosed the waters, and cleft the channels of the mountain torrents.
He slew the dragon lying on the mountain: his heavenly bolt of thunder Twashtar fashioned.
Like lowing cows in rapid flow descending the waters glided downward to the ocean.
Impetuous as a bull, he chose the Soma, and quaffed in threefold sacrifice the juices.
Maghavan grasped the thunder for his weapon, and smote to death this firstborn of the dragons.
When, Indra, thou hadst slain the dragons' firstborn, and overcome the charms of the enchanters,
Then, giving life to sun and dawn and heaven, thou foundest not one foe to stand against thee.
Indra with his own great and deadly thunder smote into pieces Vritra worst of Vritras.
As trunks of trees, what time the axe hath felled them, low on the earth so lies the prostrate dragon.
He, like a mad weak warrior, challenged Indra, the great impetuous many-slaying hero.
He, brooking not the clashing of the weapons, crushed Indra's foe, the shattered forts in falling,
Footless and handless, still he challenged Indra, who smote him with his bolt between the shoulders.
Emasculate yet claiming manly vigor, thus Vritra lay with scattered limbs dissevered. . .
Nothing availed him lightning, nothing thunder, hailstorm or mist which he had spread around him:
When Indra and the dragon strove in battle, Maghavan gained the victory forever.
Whom sawest thou to avenge the dragon, Indra, that fear possessed thy heart when thou hadst slain him;
That, like a hawk affrighted through the regions, thou crossedst nine-and-ninety flowing rivers?
Indra is king of all that moves and moves not, of creatures tame and horned, the thunder-wielder.
Over all living men he rules as sovereign, containing all as spokes within the felly.